After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

As long as she dies, Su Qianrou will have to pay for her life.

He can't joke with Rourou's life.

But facing this cruel woman in front of him again, he couldn't swallow his bad breath.

"Let her go immediately!" He finally let go of his reluctant hand.

"Cough cough cough..."

After being rescued, she leaned forward and backward in panic, breathing in fresh air.

It took a long time to catch my breath.

"Want to save her? Yes, there is a way for you." She took out an agreement from nowhere and presented it to him.

What is it?

Before he could ask a question, she raised her eyebrows slightly and continued: "Sever the relationship with Su Qianrou and date me, then she can survive."

After speaking, she slightly lifted her sleeves and lowered her eyes to look at the watch in her hand.

"You only have five minutes to think."

Looking at Mo Beichen again, his face was as dark as a dark cloud descending, and he snatched the agreement away.

Among the countless rules and regulations, the most conspicuous one is the life and death of Mr. Mo.

Not only did she control Su Qianrou's life, but she also controlled the Mo family during this chaotic period.

She really has a knack.

He looked furious, his fingers clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white.

The exposed blood vessels suddenly twitched and beat.

"Mu Xingrui, you are so clever!" His pupils were bloodshot and his eyes were like knives.

He wanted to gouge out her heart.

She didn't care, and curled her lips in a nonchalant manner: "You have one minute left, think about it carefully."

"Okay, okay, don't you just want Mrs. Mo's name? I'll give it to you!"

He gritted his teeth and glared at her, then grabbed a pen and scribbled his name on the agreement.

Finally, he threw it hard on her.

Every move is full of heavy hostility, making people afraid.

She bared her teeth in satisfaction and called back: "Let her go."

When he said a few words, she was still spying on the changes in his expression with her peripheral vision.

It’s the feeling of loneliness that makes you so angry that you have no choice but to compromise.

The fifth master Mo in the Beijing circle is nothing more than this.

Mohist family.

The servant finally loosened Su Qianrou's bonds and at the same time pulled out the towel ball from her mouth.

"You're lucky to have escaped." The servant looked down upon her with a look of disdain.

From beginning to end, he showed a superior expression.

She was so weak that she only had half life left, and her withered face looked like a rotten tree trunk.

There was no trace of blood at all.

Once she got sick, the Mo family's servants dared to climb on her head to poop and pee.

What a reality.

It's a pity that she can't help herself now and doesn't even have the strength to stand up.

Otherwise, these servants would have been slaughtered for eighteen yuan.

She looked at the servant with crooked eyes, her eyes full of hatred.

"Mr. Mo comes back, and you don't even have a place to bury you." She rolled her throat slightly and made a thin voice.

But the servant is not only not afraid, but also unscrupulous.

A sharp slap hit her face, and a crisp sound buzzed in her ears.

"You really can't see the reality of the situation. You no longer have any status in the Mo family, and you can't sue me."

The servant smiled domineeringly and looked at her with a pampered and proud face.

It was too late, but soon, Mo Beichen also rushed back, followed closely by Mu Xingrui.

Seeing the two figures appearing at the same time, Su Qianrou felt a little happy and excited but fell into the ice cellar.

It was cold to the bone all of a sudden.

The pale face was cold and expressionless.

"Mu Xingrui!" She glared at her angrily, then quickly turned her gaze to Mo Beichen. "Why is she here?"

Mo Beichen lowered his eyes, looking worried and a little worried at the same time.

Do you still want to stage an inseparable drama now?

Mu Xingrui felt very sad from the bottom of her heart, so she immediately took two steps forward and held his hand.

Be the first to declare sovereignty.

"Of course I'm here. I will soon be the mistress of the Mo family."

Her voice was high and her expression was haughty and condescending.

This is how the same thing!

Su Qianrou's heart was as shocking and heartbreaking as if a big stone had hit her toe.

She looked between the two of them in surprise and disbelief.

Finally, it fell heavily on Mo Beichen's black eyes.

"Is what she said true?" She gasped, her heart aching.

She had just experienced such a tragic experience, and she did not believe that the man who said he loved her at this moment would go back on his word.

She didn't even believe that he would get together with a woman with a heart like Mu Xingrui.

"Speak!" She tightly grabbed the corner of his clothes and swayed hard.

There were dim tears in her eyes at this time.

His heart tightened, and his slender fingers were ready to touch her, but he took them back the next second.

His pitiful eyes also darkened.

It seems that his love in the past was all pretended and unpredictable.

"Rourou..." He suppressed his deep voice and hesitated to speak.

Mu Xingrui, who was on the side, couldn't see it and rolled his eyes.

She blocked Su Qianrou's view and stood in front of Mo Beichen, showing a flattering look on her face.

The soft eyes are like a gurgling stream, full of charm.

"You always have something to say, right?" She whispered close to his ear and blew a gentle breeze.

Then he deliberately left a faint kiss on the side of his face in front of Su Qianrou.

Once put together, it looks neat and tidy, just like two lovers in love.

Su Qianrou was shocked, her eyes were as big as copper bells.

She was stimulated, and a trace of bright red liquid suddenly oozed from the wound on her abdomen.

The physical and mental pain distorted his face.

"You...!" She frowned, clearly showing her anger and pain.

"Rourou!" Mo Beichen was anxious and hurried over to help her.

During this period, a look of hatred flashed across his eyebrows towards Mu Xingrui.

It seems like he wants to knife someone.

"Don't touch me!" Su Qianrou shook off his hand and looked at her sharply.

She was disgusted by such a duplicitous man, who said he wanted to protect himself while hanging out with other women.

The person he was messing with was Mu Xingrui, who had hurt him again and again.

She was heartbroken, and tears burst out of her eyes uncontrollably, soaking the back of her hands.

Her weakened look would be crumbling here, as if it would shatter if the wind blew.

After being rejected, Mo Beichen's throat swelled for a while, and a sweet and fishy smell gradually filled his mouth.

He seemed to want to say something, but suddenly suppressed it.

"If you don't tell me now, when will you wait? If you don't tell me, I will tell you for you."

Mu Xingrui couldn't wait, and her face suddenly changed into a ferocious one.

"Stop!" He stopped her steps and warned her with his sharp eyes.

She was unhappy, but had no choice but to retreat.

Then he stood with a lazy and carefree attitude, like a bystander taking part in the fun.

She really wanted to see Su Qianrou defeated.

Now one ring after another, she didn't believe that Su Qianrou could still hold on.